‘Lets go get the picture.’ Ken rose and followed his mother into the living room. The far wall was taken up by the fireplace with bookshelves on e...ther side. Above the fireplace was a large water color painting of an old New England barn in winter with a stonewall and bare trees. The wall opposite the window was full of pictures above the sofa. All eight by tens in similar black frames. The pictures wrapped around to the wall opposite the fireplace. Sharon gestured at the wall. ‘Which one?’ Ken. . .Aaaahh …. . Meri chut maro yaaar …. . Aaaahh aaah uuiiii mmaaaa uuuuiiii mmaa maaar gai yyaaar aaaahh mar gai yaarrr …. . Aaaahh aaaahh meri chut …. . Aaahhh uuiii maaa chud gai yaarrr aaaahh fast …. . Aahhh …. . Hhhiiii yyyaaarr aaaaccch aaauuucchhh aaahhh oohhho cchhhodo chodoo …. . Aaaahh aaaahh aaaahh yyyaaar aaahhh …. . Raj …. Aaaahh uuuiiii …. . .Maine usko kas kr pakad liya.Mere jhatko se wo baar baar aage ho rahi thi.Har shot mein mujhe maza aa raha tha.Lund chut mein. I had expected this because it's a way to ensure that prostitutes are not going to get incriminated and prosecuted by the law.I undressed without any formality and piled my clothes up on the chair next to the single bed. The room was very warm and felt quite secluded and intimate.She asked me to get on the bed and lie face down while she gave me a massage to help me relax. never having had a massage this was an experience in itself. I felt her weight on my buttocks and the warmth of her thighs. She did. The boat responded. She smiled at me. "I see." Okay. Your job is to keep the boat pointed down the middle of the channel while I hoist the sail." Hoist," she said."Put it up to use it. You hoist a sail." And you want me to drive?" Steer." Steer. The middle of the channel." Since her last move had pointed us to starboard, she turned the wheel and let the boat line back up."Do you think you can do it?" I can do this, Dave," she said.I moved forward, attending to the sail handling,.